Part Two Chapter 117 The Mystery of the Flying Knife
As Princess Lingmeng spoke, His Majesty's face became more and more serious, and his eyes became more and more cold. He lowered his head and did not make any sound, just listening quietly.
Of course, this involves the life and death of his daughter, and it also involves another very "key" person. This person has nothing to do with the overall situation, but the consequences of his involvement are really too great, so big that even he, the emperor, may not
I can bear it, but I am even more unwilling to bear it!
An emperor, his own daughter was assassinated, yet he cares about another standard playboy and prodigal, with no relatives in his family? How sad!
finally……
"According to Meng'er, before the assassination, Jun Moxie went to report to you? At least it should be regarded as a warning?" the emperor pondered.
"Yes, although my daughter is not sure, Jun Moxie's motives should not be suspicious, or it is unknown what clues he discovered before." Princess Lingmeng's voice was very low, but her tone was very firm.
"Clues, with Jun Moxie's humble skills, what kind of clues can he detect... Forget it, these are just clues. Later, Jun Moxie was rescued by another expert. In other words, Jun Moxie was not dead.
Really?" The emperor's eyes became profound.
"That's right, Father." Princess Lingmeng knew the taboo in her father's heart, so she never mentioned Ye Guhan's name. Although His Majesty the Emperor himself knew about this matter.
"In that case...then why is Jun Zhantian so crazy? He beat the general drum regardless of everything!" His Majesty the Emperor pondered, "His grandson is not dead, and the Jun family has not reached the point of extinct descendants, so his action this time is
It’s puzzling, it’s really…”
He stood up, walked slowly for two steps, tapped his forehead with his fingers, and said slowly: "My grandson is not dead, but Jun Zhantian has gone crazy for no reason, well... maybe one thing is certain,
That is, Jun Moxie must not have returned home at this moment; well, it seems that Jun Zhantian received the news that his grandson was in danger, and he has not seen his grandson return home for a long time, so he is so abnormal. Hahaha, it seems that I still underestimate him
What about killing them? This... is killing two birds with one stone?" His Majesty the Emperor smiled coldly and coldly.
Princess Lingmeng suddenly remembered something, and her pretty face turned pale. If this was really the case, even though it was just a misunderstanding, the consequences would probably be irremediable!
"At that time, since Jun Moxie was not in danger, why didn't he send someone to notify the Jun family immediately?! Meng'er, you were too careless in handling this... Meng'er, did you remember anything?" Jian Lingmeng
The princess's face changed drastically. The emperor smiled and tried his best to control his anger, but there were already some signs of being unable to suppress it in the corners of his brows and eyes. His daughter had always been calm in dealing with things. How could she make such a mistake today? Could it be that she lost her temper due to the assassination?
The usual composure.
"Father, when Jun Moxie's body was discovered... no, when the body was missing, my daughter had... sent someone to report to Mr. Jun. As soon as the messenger left, the old man came to take care of the injured Jun.
Moye took her away." Princess Lingmeng became a little at a loss and was speechless.
"Then what? The news has been sent, but didn't you make remedial action after finding out that Jun Moxie was not dead?" His Majesty the Emperor looked at his daughter with some disappointment, but there was a thought in his heart: Old man? Could it be that the one who secretly protects his daughter is Ye Guhan?
Besides that guy, is there someone else?! If that's the case...
His Majesty the Emperor was thinking in his heart, but his face remained calm.
"Such a major news naturally requires remedial measures. My bodyguards were all seriously injured at the time, so I asked Murong Qianjun, who went to rescue me, to send someone to explain to Mr. Jun that Jun Moxie was not dead. If Mr. Jun did not die in the end,
The only possibility to receive the news that Jun Moxie is not dead is...?"
"It's no longer possible. It's obvious that Murong Qianjun didn't report the news, or he only reported the news of his death. Otherwise..." His Majesty the Emperor sighed, and there was a hint of ferocity on Fang Zheng's clear face, and then
He disappeared and said harmoniously: "It's none of your business, you go and have a rest." He stroked Ling Meng's hair and looked at the yellow palace shrouded in darkness with empty eyes. His Majesty the Emperor suddenly felt this
The bright yellow color that represents nobility is so dazzling and annoying.
This assassination incident is a bit weird, hahaha... I really didn't expect it. His Majesty the Emperor thought for a moment, and the sharpness in his eyes flashed across!
Well, maybe it's time to clean up the palace.
I wonder if washing it with human blood would make it look brighter?
In the distance, the war drums that filled the sky and the earth were silent, but the sky and the earth were still filled with the atmosphere of impending mountain rain and wind, which was extremely depressing.
I hope, Jun Zhantian, I hope you won’t make it too difficult for me...
His Majesty the Emperor's eyes showed extremely complicated emotions, which disappeared in a flash.
Watching his daughter's leaving back, His Majesty the Emperor stood with his hands behind his hands, pondered for a while, and suddenly said: "Shadow, go out and take a look. Don't take action unless necessary; tell Jun Zhantian that his grandson is not dead.
It's okay to make a scene, but don't go too far! Well, bring me something by the way. Well, that's easy; this old thing has been holding it in for several years...!"
After saying that, His Majesty the Emperor took up the pen and wrote a few words, rolled it up and handed it back: "Go."
A gust of wind blew up, and a seemingly invisible figure floated out. The next moment, the note in the emperor's hand had disappeared, and a faint shadow quickly flew out of the palace.
"Although I'm letting you be arrogant once, I still want to borrow a knife!" The emperor whispered to himself, and a meaningful smile suddenly flashed across his face.
His Majesty the Emperor always has a plan, but this time, he far underestimated the extent of Jun Zhantian's rage! Moreover, it was already too late for him to send someone now...
"Come here, General Dugu Wudi is here." The emperor breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly. Well, let's simply disrupt the situation again. I hope that one by one, as long as people who understand will restrain themselves, those who don't understand
, naturally there is no need to survive, or there is no qualification to survive.
It’s not that you are not allowed to fight, only those who fight are strong! But you must also fight with a sense of proportion! If you exceed this sense of proportion, you will be in danger...
…
Princess Lingmeng said goodbye to the emperor. It was not until she returned to her palace that she suddenly remembered that since she went there, during the entire assassination process, her father had been asking questions about the Jun family and Jun Moxie, but about herself.
He was the main target of the assassination, but his father, who always loved him the most, didn't even ask about it!!
why is that?
Could it be that in the father's heart, this suspicious assassination, involving a princess and himself? There may even be other major cases involving other royal figures, is not as important as the Jun family?
Or is it Father, what is he avoiding?
still……
Thinking of her father's profound gaze, Princess Lingmeng couldn't help but tremble. Fortunately, I have Uncle Ye to protect me, and that mysterious strong man...
Stunned, Princess Lingmeng reached into her arms and took out the three small and exquisite flying knives. She played with them in her hands. The flying knives were only half the size of a palm. The slightly curved arc was beautiful and natural. They were really as thin as cicada wings. Three
The flying knives were stacked together, but only a thin layer was formed. Princess Lingmeng was very curious as to how such a small flying knife could exert such terrifying power and kill a group of killers without batting an eyelid.
Leave without a fight!
The flying knife was speechless. The blade shone with crystal brilliance, and it reflected various colors under the light. It was extremely bright. If you only saw such a flying knife, you would definitely only regard it as something for children of wealthy families to play with. Who would have thought that this would actually happen?
Is it the deadly weapon of an extremely powerful man?
However, as long as this unique flying knife appears in front of me again, I will recognize it immediately! Princess Lingmeng thought happily, with infinite fascination in her heart: I wonder who this peerless strongman who even Uncle Ye admires infinitely is.